The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

Well, Li Xun's smelly boy must have pressed his senior brothers as the crown prince before it rained. He wanted to make meritorious service before she came.

But God just doesn't give face. What are you afraid of.

They have been there for a day. It should be almost time to reach the ground. On this day, it began to rain like a leak.

If the place they go to is flooded, with the current rescue conditions, there is no satellite positioning, no search and rescue helicopter

The more you think about it, the more dizzy Jiang qianxia is. He is half leaning against the tea table, and it is difficult to breathe.

"My Lord! My Lord! It's not good!"

Wave after wave, the unruly paperwork came running in. No one inside paid attention to it. He jumped in front of the county magistrate Wang and shook up with his collar. Jiang qianxia was stunned.

County Magistrate Wang, who was used to the indifference, glanced at people, sneered, and sat on the ground like mud over his head.

The crown prince is trapped. They have no hands. They don't know how to save them. What's worse than this?

"Oh, my Lord, hey! Our temporary dam on the Qinglong river has collapsed! All those wood, stone and other things have been washed down! I'm afraid more than 100000 people trapped in the bamboo mountain can't stand it!"

County Magistrate Wang didn't respond. He was very calm. His eyes turned over and fainted.

As soon as the visitor saw that he had robbed the tea bowl and was about to wake up the county magistrate Wang, he was stopped by Jiang qianxia.

"Forget it, forget it. Let him go and stimulate me again. I'm afraid he'll die directly."

Jiang qianxia, who was shocked too much and had facial paralysis, looked very calm. Someone looked at her suspiciously. After thinking for a long time, he was shocked and said, "you, you are Chang ruigui's daughter, the special envoy for disaster relief!"

"Well, don't bother him first. Tell me what's going on now."

Impressed by Jiang qianxia's calmness, come and start jumping.

"Don't you know, special envoy? When the bamboo mountain was flooded because of its high terrain, the nearby villages and towns moved to the bamboo mountain. Well, this is the case with several other slightly higher mountains."

Scratching his head, the visitor said awkwardly, "I thought I could come down when the wave of water passed, but I didn't expect God to be angry. The rain hasn't stopped, and the water is getting deeper and deeper."

"A few days ago, it rained a little less. The county magistrate took us to get some wood and stones nearby. Once we blocked the Qinglong River, the water flow was blocked. It was a little smaller."

"Although more than 100000 people above can't get out, at least they can transport some food every day. With what they brought at home when they fled, they can almost endure for another period of time."

"You know, everyone survived the flood..."

At his glance, Jiang qianxia said angrily, "so now your shoddy dam has collapsed, the water is more turbulent, not to mention, it is mixed with messy wood and stones, and the boat can't get into the water, can it?"

The visitor was even more embarrassed. He nodded weakly and whispered that the ship they launched today was hit and leaked by the stone trapped in the torrent when they arrived nearby. Another unlucky man's leg was stabbed by a wooden stubble and almost died.

"The last time we went to deliver food, we asked. The people above didn't have much to eat. They could last for two or three days at most. If we couldn't deliver food all the time, I'm afraid many people would starve to death..."

When listening to his first words, Jiang qianxia expected this situation.

A small mountain range on the plain can squeeze more than 100000 people, which is absolutely destructive to the ecological chain of the whole mountain.

In addition, when they want to collect grain, the flood is bad. Most farmers who have been boiling for a whole year don't have much surplus grain in their own homes.

How many days can you take the amount of refugees with you?

Today's Zhushan, you don't have to look at it. It's definitely the same situation as hell on earth.

Take a deep breath. Jiang qianxia asks someone to circle the scope of Zhushan on the topographic map, and then grabs Wen Linlang, who is a little frightened, and shows him what to do to solve the siege of Zhushan.

The eight year old child was sweating on his forehead and looking at the map. Under great pressure, he bit his lips and made two blood holes on his lips.

The person who came to report the situation was thrown out by the ghost. Now is not the time to let him shout. Don't affect Wen Linlang's thinking.

The room was quiet like a ghost. A group of self righteous adults didn't even dare to breathe loudly, waiting for a child to give a life-saving answer.

Jiang qianxia didn't say a word. He only looked at the tottering students with indifferent eyes.

Look, it's hard to learn math. Few students in the whole college are willing to study except those who are really interested.

Although three-stage arithmetic is a compulsory subject for everyone, most people who first taste the hardships of arithmetic choose to take their time - anyway, they don't major in this in the future, and just pass it before graduation?

Yes, they clearly know that mathematics, physics, chemistry, basic biology and underground mathematics are the most useful, but they are more willing to study Chinese studies.

It's not that Sinology is useless, but at least at this time, those who major in Sinology in order to be lazy can only wait powerlessly for an eight year old child to stir up the beam.

As time goes by, more and more people can't stand Jiang qianxia's indifferent eyes and want to find a crack to drill in.

Only a few people could hold on, but they didn't dare to look at her at all.

I don't know how long later, the depressed people who were going crazy finally took a long breath in Wen Linlang's surprise laughter.

Looking at their bodies that slipped to the ground powerlessly after they relaxed all at once, Jiang qianxia snorted coldly and looked down at the Wen Linlang who desperately shook her sleeves.

"Baby, do you know what to do?"

"Uh huh!"

Excited little face flushed, Wen Linlang excitedly pointed to Zhushan and said the solution.

"Look, Dean! Qinglong river is originally a river channel around Zhushan. Because the lake upstream is flooded, the water of Qinglong river is more turbulent."

"In addition, there is a bamboo mountain blocking Road, so at this position, the flood will further accelerate and even form an underwater vortex."

"If you want to rescue Zhushan from the trapped situation, just slow down the level, or let the main flood waves go elsewhere!"

Looking at the child's complacent appearance, Jiang qianxia smiled and touched his head and asked him what to do.

"It's very simple! Build a dam in the west of Zhushan, dig the river, make a hole at the turn of the river, and the water will naturally follow it!"

Jiang qianxia's mouth twitched.

Together with this little fart child, he felt that the dean of his family was a God from heaven and built a dam in the flood???

I'd like to make a cut by the way. Do you know how difficult it is to make waterproof bombs!

Most importantly, if we want to save more than 100000 people trapped on the bamboo mountain, we must invest all our manpower.

What about the prince

100000 ordinary people, or the future emperor of Daqian Empire, which is more important